I wasn't always like this.
Always like what you ask?
Always needy for something new, something out of the ordinary, something..different.
I liked when things stayed the same, in fact, I'm usually the one who complains when change occurs.
It's funny though, how people can change so quickly though time.
It's also funny how people can get bored easily as well.
But, in all honesty, I have no right to talk since I'm a victim of the crime.
I'm the one who keeps changing it up.
I'm the one who controls the resets.
The first time I found I could reset was when I wanted to fix a mistake I made that slightly changed my pacifist outcome.
Sure I was happy, but I wanted things to be perfect.
And with my determination, I made that happen.
From then on, I kept resetting when I didn't think I did things right.
I abused the power.
No one noticed anyways..or so I thought.
Sans.
Eventually I got tired of doing the same route multiple times and was curious.
But as they say, curiosity killed the cat.
I then created the genocide route.
I enjoyed the first few kills even some of the bosses.
But, Sans.
When time came to be judged, I couldn't face him.
The way he looked at me, pure hatred and agony on his face.
Tears streaked his face and Papyrus' red scarf flowed gracefully behind him.
The air smelled like cinnamon butterscotch pie.
All the sin, I could feel inching it's way up my back.
Not able to handle it, I reset again. Before I reset, I promised myself, I promised Sans, 'This was the last one.'
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Flashing Memories { Sans x Reader }
Fanfiction•SansxReader• 'He told me resetting was not a game. But I chose otherwise and abused the power.' Can you gain Sans trust again before the world resets once more?
